It's not really Cricket's place to put a value on a stranger's life, even one that's tried to do him harm, but he can't help wondering if saving him is worth the cost Azwel's just paid. He worries his lip, patting his pockets until he comes up with about a third of a chocolate bar left over from Christmas. It's the only edible thing on him, but he pushes it at Azwel firmly. "Here. Ain't a meal, but it's somethin'. Gimme a sec, I can get you somethin' hot to drink once my head stops spinnin'."

Because Steve is the better choice for restraining the unconscious burglar. No question of that in Cricket's mind.